All Chapters of The Second Marriage Chance [English]: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Sarah Reading Jakob's message, I carefully calculated my next steps. Approaching Josh directly about the information we had gathered wasn't an option. I replied: One thing I'm certain about him—he loved Megan, which is why he's seeking answers. And when people love someone, they can do reckless things. Jakob: Agreed. I still needed to figure out if I could trust Josh. Jakob and I need to watch his actions closely. Megan will do whatever it takes, and given their past relationship, it will be easier for her to gain Josh's trust. Me: We must launch LoveLogic. Jakob: That's why we're putting in the effort, doll. Now, we need backing from BM's major sponsors. I need to secure some software and security tools. By the way, are you attending the Langston event because of Madam Cornell's connection with them? Bronn probably informed him about it. Me: Yes. Also, I want to meet the Langstons to try to get their support. According to Bronn, Langston is one of the major sponsors

Philip After the meeting, I was taken aback to find my mother waiting for me. I initially thought she was scheming to stir up trouble for Sarah again. However, her words took me by surprise. "Son, are you busy? I wanted to invite you to have dinner," Mother stated. "I'm always busy, Mother," I muttered as I reviewed one document. "But I'm fine with dinner tonight." I had my reasons for wanting to talk to her, so I agreed to accompany her. Some matters needed to be clarified, secrets that had come to light, especially concerning Sarah and her involvement. She needed to know what I had discovered. "Don't neglect yourself. You've been so preoccupied that we don't get to talk properly. We don't see each other anymore. You're often on trips, and I have also heard Sarah is staying at Mr. Benner's villa." I remained silent in the presence of my mother. At that moment, delving into a conversation was not on my agenda. My focus was tethered to my work, and I had no intention of allowing

Sarah Heat exploded across my body, coursing down my chest to pool between my thighs. My pulse thundered wildly, my legs shaking as they squeezed together with an achy need for Philip. "What do you want me to do, Sarah?" Philip gently laid me on the bed before towering over me. His fingers threaded through my hair, holding me with a tender yet firm grip, as if he was determined to remain entwined with me, no matter my protests. Under different circumstances, I might have wanted him to leave me alone, but now I was wet, burning, craving him desperately. My heart yearned for his love, even if it seemed impossible. His mouth crashed onto mine with searing passion. My legs snaked around his firm backside as I responded fervently to his damning kisses. After I nearly lost my breath from the intensity, his mouth trailed down to devour the sensitive skin of my neck. I could feel the throbbing need in my core pulsating with each passing moment, my body curling with pleasure against the so

Sarah Philip pulled me into his private office and pressed me against the door, his lips crashing onto mine in a passionate kiss. His hands gripped my shoulders, holding me firmly in place. "Philip, hang on!" I protested, but he ignored me. He scooped me up effortlessly, setting me down on his grand table, my legs dangling off the edge. "Philip! Stop!" I said, pushing him away and getting off the table. I moved far from his spot. "I didn't come here for you to flirt with me. Tsk!" I hadn't even recovered from Jane asking for my help with her marriage when I was immediately faced with a new challenge from Madam Olsen. And now, here was Philip with his flirtations. "Sorry, I just couldn't help myself after seeing you. So, what brings you here?" he asked with a flirtatious tone. "I came here about Jane! Is it true that she's set to get married this weekend?" Philip sighed wearily. "Yes, the decision was rather sudden." "Why did you agree to marry her off to the Olsens? Is Madam Ol

Sarah "Grandpa, what do you mean she's my mother's twin?" Amir asked, clearly surprised by the revelation. The furrowed lines on his brow revealed that he, too, had been utterly unaware our mother had an identical twin sibling. Grandpa Mitchell let out a weary sigh before delving into the story. "Back when my business and youth consumed me, I dedicated all my time to work, inadvertently creating a divide between my wife and me. After a misunderstanding, we agreed to separate; your mom stayed with me while Marietta went with her mother. "In those days, I maintained a connection with Marietta and continued to support her. My wife remarried, and I thought everything had settled. Little did I realize the simmering jealousy Marietta harbored toward your mom. Despite my efforts, they never seemed to get along. As time passed, both my daughters pursued their education. Your mom excelled, becoming a licensed accountant and eventually an economist like myself, which filled me with pride. "